(Trick Daddy)And I got ya back my niggaEverywhere I go I be strapYou bet my niggaAnd on top of that do be a ?Its all good you know I got stacks my niggaWe rob banks my niggaAnd we are the only ones smoking stank my niggaWe runnin through the bitches that you can't my niggaFuckin round with us we will leave you stank my niggaNigga

(chorus) - 2X(Deuce Poppito)What's up my niggaI'm bout to nut my niggaBout to but the gat to ya gut my niggaWhat's up I'm bout splash me a niggaBout mash me a triggaI'm bout to blast me a niggaYou shouldn't have played with my cock my niggaIt smells like gun smoke my niggaYou bout to bleed to ya death my niggaTake ya last breath my niggaWhat you think this my niggaI will slide in ya cribAnd put six in ya wig my niggaThat's how we play my niggaWith a a.k. hide in ya driveway my niggaYou can run but you can't get away my niggaI'm go let the click spray my niggaFrom the shy to the m.i.a. my niggaSlip n slide niggas don't play my nigga